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Chapter Forty-Six

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last update Data de publicação: 2026-10-22 01:53:37

"Car. Now." Damian's voice cuts through the rising noise, and we run, all five of us, across the overgrown lot toward where he parked two streets over, the screaming growing louder behind us with every step.

We make it inside just as the first shapes stumble out of the tree line at the lot's edge, gray-yellow and wrong in the way I remember from a hospital corridor eight days ago, except there are more of them now, six, eight, moving with the same jerking, unnatural speed that tore a restraint
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  • I Remember the Wedding That Killed Me   Chapter Sixty-Three

    The foundation stretches out before me, overgrown and skeletal, blackened stone half-swallowed by decades of weeds, and standing near its center, alone, hands in his pockets, Marcus Ashford waits with the same unhurried composure he's worn through every version of this long, terrible week."You came," he says, as I pick my way across the broken ground toward him. "I confess, part of me wasn't entirely certain you would.""You made it fairly clear I didn't have much of a choice.""I never threatened your grandmother, Ivy. I want to be precise about that. I simply wanted you to understand the scope of what I'm capable of observing, so you'd take this conversation with the seriousness it requires.""That's a distinction without much of a difference."He almost smiles, something tired moving behind his composed expression. "Perhaps. I find myself, after tonight, considerably less interested in semantic games than I was yesterday."I stop a careful distance away, close enough to talk, far

  • I Remember the Wedding That Killed Me   Chapter Sixty-Two

    "The mill site," Damian repeats, reading the message over my shoulder, jaw tightening. "There's nothing there anymore. Just the foundation, the same tunnel system we already walked through once.""Which means he's choosing ground he controls completely," Julian says grimly. "Security he's already tested against us, a location with no witnesses, no cameras except whatever he's installed himself.""Then we don't let him control it entirely." I'm already thinking through it, the same cold clarity that's carried me through every impossible choice this week settling into place. "Damian, you said Dr. Lin might be willing to help. What exactly did you have in mind.""A wire. Recorded conversation, federal authority behind it, agents positioned at a safe distance in case anything goes wrong." He pulls out his phone, already dialing. "If Marcus says anything incriminating with federal law enforcement already listening, we're not just gathering evidence anymore. We're building a case that can a

  • I Remember the Wedding That Killed Me   Chapter Sixty-One

    We make it back to the bunker in under fifteen minutes, and I find Julian sitting on the edge of a bunk, head in his hands, Celeste crouched in front of him with one hand resting carefully on his knee, murmuring something too quiet to hear from the doorway."Julian." I kneel beside Celeste, and he looks up, eyes red, face hollowed out in a way that goes beyond the exhaustion the rest of us are carrying. "What did he say."It takes him a moment to find his voice. "He said he knows I helped Dr. Lin issue the halt order. He said the board's already moving to remove me from any future claim on the company, effective immediately, and that if I continue, quote, actively sabotaging the family's interests during a crisis, he'll make certain I never work in this industry again under any name.""That's not the part that's hurting you," I say gently, watching his face. "Not really."He's quiet a long moment, and when he finally speaks, his voice cracks entirely. "He said my mother would be asham

  • I Remember the Wedding That Killed Me   Chapter Sixty

    I'm on my feet before I've fully processed moving, phone still clutched in my hand, sprinting back down the corridor toward my grandmother's room with Damian close behind, both of us moving with the particular desperate speed of people who understand exactly how little time a photograph like that might represent.The door is closed. I shove through it without knocking, heart slamming against my ribs, and find her exactly where I left her, propped up against her pillows, drowsy but alert, blinking at my sudden, breathless entrance with obvious confusion."Ivy? What's wrong?"Relief crashes through me so hard my knees nearly buckle, and I cross the room fast, checking the window, the door, every corner of the small space for any sign of intrusion."Someone sent me a photo," I say, breathless, still scanning the room. "Of this room. Taken from outside the window, just minutes ago."Her face pales, and Damian's already crossing to the window, checking the latch, peering out into the dark

  • I Remember the Wedding That Killed Me   Chapter Fifty-Nine

    "Missing," I say, staring at the screen. "He walked away from that lot less than two hours ago, perfectly composed, surrounded by security.""Something doesn't add up," Damian says, already reaching for the remote to unmute the broadcast.The reporter's voice fills the small waiting room, tense and uncertain, clearly working from incomplete information. "...sources inside Ashford Biotech confirm CEO Marcus Ashford has not been seen or heard from since departing an emergency distribution site approximately two hours ago. Company stock has plummeted following the earlier halt order and unconfirmed allegations circulating on social media. We go now to a statement from acting company spokesperson—"The screen cuts to a nervous-looking woman standing at a podium, flanked by two company lawyers who look even less comfortable than she does."Ashford Biotech is cooperating fully with authorities regarding Mr. Ashford's whereabouts," she reads from a card, voice flat and clearly rehearsed unde

  • I Remember the Wedding That Killed Me   Chapter Fifty-Eight

    The words land like a physical weight, settling cold and absolute across my chest."He needs more of my blood," I say slowly, "to finish the actual cure.""That's what the data suggests." Mara's voice carries a careful urgency, the sound of someone trying to deliver enormous news without triggering panic. "Which explains why he was so insistent on securing the marriage, and why Holt mentioned Celeste as an acceptable substitute only in a pinch. You're not just a witness to what he's done anymore, Ivy. You're the single remaining resource he needs to actually finish what he started."Damian's gone very still beside me, processing the same cold math I am."That means he's not finished chasing you," he says quietly. "Regardless of tonight's halt order, regardless of the public exposure, regardless of anything we've managed to accomplish so far. As long as he believes he needs your blood to complete the formulation, you're the one piece of this entire conspiracy he can't simply walk away

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